Imaginings
I had to pause reading of a book today;
and why? To let emotion set and tears flow
for such is the power of the word, that they,
who write them so, can make those tears come, and go
that I can actually feel love, and death;
and the hurt so deep it takes away my breath.
I so love that this can happen in my head
under blanket, safe, at home, flashlight, in bed.
I watched a mother bestow her child today
a smart pad, while herself; posted to some "friends";
the child's eyes soon mesmerized by the display
of mindless, useless, unnecessary trends,
eye candy, clickbaited by the age of four
so long dispatched the child's desire to explore,
imagine, so many wonders in her head
under blanket, safe, at home, flashlight, in bed.
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